Walk with me a while…

It’s Sunday …yeah I know you know this 😁, But in truth though i don’t always, being mainly housebound these days, time drifts by quite un noted, and if I’m honest I really don’t mind. Though as I awoke this morning, shuffling out to the living room, i drew back the curtains to see the most beautiful Autumn morning. Sun already up high in a perfect azure sky,

I didn’t get long to let it permeate though or waken my still sleep clouded brain though, before I hear a muted mewing from outside, my lodger otherwise known as Freya, a somewhat semi feral cat, makes her presence well and truly known, she’s stood on the narrow window ledge, tail pointing directly into the air…soon as she see,s I’ve noted her there, the soft babyish Mews, go by the wayside replaced by an unrelenting full fledged screams of protest…..Food,food foooooood!!!!!!, well least I’m hoping this is what she’s saying, because my dear fluffy black furball, goes from cute kitten, to fur ridged along her spine, hissing she devil within seconds…specially if madame,s food isn’t served quite quick enough or to ones liking, take into account here, I am not even fully awake, plus just dressed in undies and t shirt shivering outside, things I do for this cat….😁

Nothing like the chill of an early October morning to wake up the sleepyist of souls…So chilled to perfection by now, I take my icy cold shower…yes insanity I know, but for those uninformed by my earlier musings, I have over the months grown to really enjoy the clean fresh feel of my cold showers…well after that initial holding of one’s breath. It really sets me up for the day…😁, . Washed, finally fully dressed, a large steaming Mug of nectar(Coffee) hastily gulped, I spend a minute or two just laying back on my bed, sun beaming through the window, letting my body catch up with my brain and the day find it’s own pace….

Not sure if it’s that early shot of caffeine or even just a need to escape the confines of my walls, I feel this sudden urge to go for a walk..needing to walk and doing such are indeed two totally different things, But before I have chance to change my mind, I,m pulling shoes on from under the bed and without undoing them first, I cram my feet in them, (thinking all the while I really should learn to unlace these more often, if my children had done this!😁 (well enough said) . I grab my trusty cane from its hiding place, keys and phone in hand and even as I leave, shutting the front door firmly behind me ,I’m still unsure this walking malarkey is the right thing.

But before I can alter my own thinking any, the lure of such a soft clear morn takes me by the hand and inspires me to those few faltering steps out into the wide blue yonder, … first thing I encounter 😲, there’s people out here!!!!!!!!😁, . well Course there is, if I’m enjoying the day, you bet your bottom dollar others are. It’s nice here though I must admit everyone greets each other with a “morning”!,

Even walking down the alleyway at the back of local houses is a joy on this perfect of mornings, high up in two very over grown fruit trees I hear excited calls from a group of birds, they flit from limb to limb bickering,. As I walk below the over hanging branches, I see flashes of bright red, it’s just momentary because their not hanging about,😁 but it’s long enough for me to pick out that these are gorgeous bullfinches, Cobby rotund little characters so bright and cheerful, .Black and white Magpies cackle as they Chase one another up on the roof tops, flocks of jaunty sparrows land for brief spells on the grass before taking off again in a whirl, spooked by an imaginary something or another.

There’s always the possibility of seeing that brief glimpse of a butterfly or two, upon a fence sunning their delicate gossamer wings were three red Admirals, lazily flapping every few minutes, the sun glistening upon the iridescent colours, they of course are unaware of their beauty, just trying to evade being a hungry birds breakfast.

Before long I’m walking on the now lush and verdant fields, that only just weeks previous had been scorched brown by the unrelenting hot summer sun, now fully recovered, rejuvenated by the few weeks of sparse rain we have had,. In the distance I hear muted calls, I know already there’s a local football match afoot. So avoid going onto the second field which is usually part of my normal route, ..

It’s not only the grass that’s found renewed vim and vigour, I note that the hedge rows are a riot of colour, plump scarlet hips cover where once wild roses bloomed earlier on in May time, Rowan trees sway in the soft breeze bracks of orange red berries decorate the ends of each twig, leaves are changing by the day now, every shade of red, coral, orange, golds and yellow…mother nature is most resplendent this time of year and I would be a fool not to enjoy every moment of her glory, before the long cold snap months of winter set in,

Wanting to take full advantage of the day, I bring home a collection of twigs, berries, two or three different coloured ivys, my favourite being the Bettina bi colour variety, with its pale creamy veins, and edges, .this said I also have a love for the dark green waxy leaves of the English ivy(Hedera Helix) that grows everywhere here. . I once read that ivy was used regularly in ancient Greece to reduce swelling, infections and even as an aesthetic…plants are amazing, …The large plump round scarlet Hips I bought back with me, were infact during the war collected by many to make Rosehip syrup, fruits being so Scarce this was indeed a rich source of vitamin C…And can still be bought to this day.

I placed my finds in a vase when came home, they brighten up my room immeasurably, a splash of rare colour against the white walls, I placed some plum tomatoes ive been ripening indoors around the base, their varying shades of green, orange and reds looked so beautiful I took the time to photograph the scene and capture my walk indefinitely…Thank you for sharing my walk, stay safe, stay well and look after you xπŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏπŸŒΏ

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